my younger self was so naive and idealistic. that person never thought they'd grow up to spend so much time wishing so many people would keel over dead at once
I wasn’t particularly idealistic but I was definitely under the misapprehension (taught to me by school and society) that making cogent persuasive arguments would matter and be important.
I’ve occasionally wished I had the means to become some kind of super villain and have a railgun on the moon. Just to really incentivize everyone to get their shit together on pain of death.